Name: Olivia Scott
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Rank: Beta
Personality: Compassionate, friendly, warm, etc. Olivia is the dependable type always looking out for others and helping them whenever they're in need. She loves to give advice and although not necessarily social all the time, she genuinely enjoys spending time people. Olivia has always been known to be the type to defend those who are the most vulnerable. Because of these attributes, she finds it relatively easy to get along with just about anyone she comes across, unless that individual is in dire need of an attitude adjustment.
Appearance: Despite one form being quite large, Olivia is a tiny person, measuring just under 5'3. However, once she transforms, her wolf form is quite menacing. A thick, black coat of fur covers her entire body save for a white patch on her right side. Her eyes also turn to a pale shade of blue, unlike the typical amber color that most wolves are seen with. She's easily recognizable even from a distance, and she prefers it as such.
History: Olivia wasn't always a wolf. She was actually born and raised in Vinehurst to James and Clarissa Scott. Her father a doctor and her mother an attorney, Olivia's upbringing was quite comfortable. She was an only child, and she always had every need and want available to her. Not to say she was spoiled because she was raised in a fair, yet firm household, but nonetheless others envied her and her family.
One day, when she was a young teenager, Olivia and two of her friends decided to go exploring. It was a cold October afternoon, roughly just after 4:00 PM. The small group of 3 headed into the forest for the sake of getting away from the town for a while. All was fine for some time until eventually they ran into trouble. A couple of vampires suddenly intercepted their path, making the three girls freeze on the spot. They were beyond terrified as they knew they were helpless. By some odd miracle, Olivia was pushed out of the way by one of the bloodsuckers. The strength was something she had not predicted, and Olivia lost her footing, tumbling quite a ways down the hillside until she came to a painful halt. Unfortunately for her, the sharp, protruding end of a tree trunk had stabbed her side. Olivia was in shock, unable to scream despite the events that just occurred. She stared down at her white sweater which was now covered in dirt, leaves, and blood...
Olivia's breathing became shallow. She heard a hiss, then rapid movement. Time became a distorted concept, and the young girl was sure she would die in the next few moments. Her heart was pounding so hard she had trouble managing to put together any coherent thought. She slowly lay her head on the ground to look up at sky partially covered by the tall trees. Her eyelids became extremely heavy, and somehow finding a little bit of peace in that small moment, she became unconscious.
What Olivia didn't know was that a pack of wolves had come to her aid. They fought off the vampires, though not without casualties. Her friends were dead, but not her. Instead, she was rescued and taken to safety. Her pulse was extremely weak, nearly on the verge of being absent. A split-second decision was made on whether or not to turn her. Olivia was on the brink of death, and it was then she took her last breath as a human.
What she remembers is the terrible pain that woke her immediately. It was so intense, she had to be restrained. Olivia's transformation was hard on her to the point she wished she was dead, but eventually, the pain gave way to a new feeling, one of strength and energy. It was odd, unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
At that point, she was one of them.
Eventually, Olivia told her parents she wouldn't be living under their roof anymore. Though hesitant at first, they eventually agreed to let her go without any quarrels. Ever since, she's been a member of the pack who's been slowly climbing the ranks.